30/06/2025
I need to clear the air and explain some behind-the-scenes things you may not know about. First, I want to say this loud and clear: anti-Catholic sentiment is never okay. I’ll admit—there was a time when I held anti-Catholic views myself. In 2018, I saw this in myself and knew it was wrong. Instead of continuing on, I decided to see for myself. I started attending Mass weekly—for six years. Six years! That's how diligent my “root cause faith investigation” was, a process I’ve been applying to my faith journey in the same way I’ve done with root cause health for the past 20 years.
I knew that if I was going to make an honest judgment, I needed to experience it for myself. Just like with ancestral health—I didn’t just keep participating in the standard American lifestyle. I decided to live the ancestral lifestyle to see for myself, and my health issues resolved. I approached my faith investigation the same way—immersing myself fully to experience its truth, rather than making judgments from the outside. That’s how I arrived at my conversion in 2024.
Over those six years attending Mass as an observer, Catholics around me were patient and understanding. Nobody tried to convince me; they knew the only one who could convince me was Jesus—especially given my historically stubborn nature. My heart used to be made of stone, sadly. For 41 years it was stone cold, and I had no idea.
And here's the thing: My husband, Paul, is not Catholic, and our oldest son, who is 18, isn't either. Yet, my marriage has never been stronger, built on deep respect, shared prayer, and an even greater pursuit of truth. The relationship with my son Alex has also grown more connected than ever. The beauty of God’s grace is that when we follow His voice, even when it’s hard or misunderstood, the fruit is peace and unity—not division.
Now, as a Catholic Christian, I receive hate messages almost every day. I've lost many customers. Before I became Catholic, I never, ever received messages like this from other Christians. As a Christian company, fellow Christians were proud to support my family business. There’s something deeply wrong about this. It's disturbing.
I’ve learned, however, that some people do reach out with love, despite our differences in how we interpret Scripture and history. But the truth is, most do not.
I didn’t grow up Catholic, and much of the early Church history and factual details I’m learning were things I didn’t know until recently. What I’ve uncovered in this process has been both eye-opening and deeply transformative. I’ve had to admit I was wrong countless times and remain constantly rooted in humility, which is a form of long, redemptive suffering.
I still attend our beloved Protestant church regularly, alongside Catholic Mass. I’m grateful for the richness both have brought into our family life. I take diligent notes at both, and what I’ve come to find is this: a Christian is a Christian. When the lens of truth is clear, I see harmony far more than I see contradiction. And when differences do arise, they usually come from misunderstanding—not malice.
1 Corinthians 12:12–13 says it best: “For just as the body is one and has many members, and all the members of the body, though many, are one body, so it is with Christ. For in one Spirit we were all baptized into one body—Jews or Greeks, slaves or free—and all were made to drink of one Spirit.”
So when I write, I’m not saying your faith is wrong and mine is right. I’m just sharing what I’ve uncovered in my search for root-cause faith—much like I do in root-cause medicine.
I write to witness, not to wound.
To those of you who respond with loving curiosity and genuine questions—thank you. Your words mean more to me than you know. Please keep reaching out.
But to those who write to tell me I’m no longer a Christian or that I’ve invited darkness into my life—I ask you, in all sincerity, to stop. If you believe I’ve strayed, then please do what Jesus commands and pray for me. But do not send messages of hatred or condemnation. The boundary has been set. Do not cross it.
I love each of you. Nothing will ever change that. I am praying healing and blessings over each of you every. single. day.
